I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars.
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.
To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.
I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.
The Lorax: Which way does a tree fall? The Once-ler: Uh, down? The Lorax: A tree falls the way it leans. Be careful which way you lean.
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.
I have lost my smile, but don’t worry. The dandelion has it.
Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.
At night I dream that you and I are two plants that grew together, roots entwined, and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth, since we are made of earth and rain.
And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.
Let us cultivate our garden.
The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song.
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
There is no description, no image in any book that is capable of replacing the sight of real trees, and all of the life to be found around them in a real forest.
Trees don’t grow evenly, they don’t grow straight, just however it makes them happy.